Wang Luo looked around and saw that almost no one gave up.
It’s no wonder that, except for Wang Luo and the other three, who else has the idea of just sneaking into the sect. More people want to enter the sect with a higher ranking, gain the respect of the sect, and get more resources later.
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Only by practicing all the way can you go smoothly, which means that you can reach a higher state only by practicing later.
But the three of them, Wang Luo, are different, but if all three of them give up at the same time, the dislike will be huge.
So Wang Luo had already explained last night that if there was a stage where he could give up, Zhao Qianshu would be the first to choose to go out. After all, the goal has been achieved.
As for Zhu Yelang, although his cultivation level is not high, he is at least after Zhu Yisun, so Wang Luo won't worry.
As for himself, Wang Luo is even less worried.
No matter what, Wang Luo would also put saving his life first.
Wang Luo blinked hard at Zhao Qianshu.
But Zhao Qianshu remained silent for a long time.
Wang Luo coughed,,,
Still no movement.
"You have forgotten everything I told you last night, right? I'm so angry." Wang Luo muttered.
At this moment, Zuo Tanzhong announced on the stage that no one present had announced their withdrawal, so the lottery was about to begin.
Wang Luo sighed. After the trial, he must knock Zhao Qianshu's head over.
In the autumn season, there are many cloudy days. Today, there is a gentle breeze blowing in Tai'an Zong, which actually blows on the body, making people feel comfortable physically and mentally.
The lotus tube in front of each person was glowing with green light.
Choose one!
But the stone signs inside are changing every moment.
Wang Luo took a deep breath and took out the one on the left.
Practitioner No. 54, Liu Huaqiao of Yunzhongzhou, Yanyun Dynasty.
Wang Luo didn't have much impression of this person, but when he looked into the crowd, he caught a glimpse of someone staring at him.
However, there was some hatred in his eyes.
Wang Luo shook his head and thought he had seen it wrong.
I don’t know who Zhu Yelang got in the drawing.
"You can take a break to burn incense and adjust your status. When the bell rings, there will be a duel in the designated area." Zuo Tanzhong added on the stage.
Because it was the first round of the competition and there were so many people, they were divided into forty-one groups.
After the duel, the next person will draw lots, and so on.
After several people met, they each talked about their opponents. Wang Luo went over and knocked Zhao Qianshu on the head: "Didn't I tell you to abstain from voting? Didn't you hear it?"
Zhao Qianshu said aggrievedly: "Boss, I forgot about it. Don't worry, I will surrender directly when I come on stage."
"This is right!"
Wang Luo was still worried and was verbose. Especially when faced with a threat to his life, he would give up immediately.
Zhu Yelang and Zhao Qianshu both nodded.
At this time, Bai Ye came over with a piece of grass in his mouth and said leisurely: "Wang Luo, who did you slap?"
"I don't know." Wang Luo shook his head.
"If I meet some big brothers later, please be merciful and don't make me look embarrassed." Bai Ye smiled.
Zhao Qianshu on the side went over and patted Bai Ye on the shoulder: "Don't worry, when you meet big brother later, his fist will be very soft and not painful. Just tell the referee to give up quickly."
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Bai Ye nodded with a smile: "Definitely!"
The bell rang on Zhenxie Peak.
This heralds the beginning of the third round of trials, which is also the last round of trials.
Dawu Square is very big, how big is it?
If there are sect disciples walking with swords at this moment, looking down from above, the crowd divided into more than forty groups only occupies a small part of the square.
The referees for each game are the first-choice disciples from each peak and sect. There are many people around, and the officers and soldiers of the Yanyun Dynasty are guarding the place.
On the stage of Dawu Square, the upper echelons of the Tai'an Sect gathered.
Among them was a young man in white, sitting in the center.
Behind him stood two personal followers. Judging from his aura, you can guess that his cultivation is definitely not low.
I don’t know which dignitary in the dynasty he is.
It is enough to show how much the Yanyun Dynasty attaches great importance to the admissions conference held every three years.
The competition venue assigned by Wang Luo was at the very edge of the entire field.
There were not many disciples around to watch. Wang Luo looked around and saw that the two places with the most crowds belonged to Ye Liantian and He Wuhong.
The referee of this game is a man in Tsing Yi.
Judging from his appearance, he is only a few years younger than the king.
This person first introduced the rules of the competition, which were nothing more than to stop at certain points and not to harm lives.
Only then did Wang Luo see his opponent, who was looking at him fiercely just now.
After the Tsing Yi referee announced the start of the competition, Wang Luoben thought he would introduce himself.
But he saw Liu Huaqiao suddenly rising from the ground and swinging his fist at Wang Luo.
The qi comes out from the root, knocking on the Tao realm!
Since the other party doesn't follow any rules at all, Wang Luo will not let the other party control him.
With both feet on the ground, the spiritual energy reaches the Dantian and is injected into the right fist. The body is pulled back and the force is charged out.
That's hard versus hard.
Liu Huaqiao's punch came, but Wang Luo resisted forcefully.
A muffled sound of flesh and bones sounded,,,
Wang Luo kicked Liu Huaqiao in the air with his left foot in a weird posture.
Liu Huaqiao seemed to have foreseen it in advance, as if his whole body was shrinking. He grabbed Wang Luo's right hand and jumped into the air, using his strength to bring strength.
Wang Luo never expected this. His whole body was flipped through the air and he fell down resolutely.
In an instant, Wang Luo heard enthusiastic applause from the trial factory not far away.
"Ye Liantian is domineering, Ye Liantian is domineering!"
Then there was another sound.
"Come on Wu-Hung Ho, come on Wu-Hung Ho!"
Before Wang Luo could react, the battle on Ye Liantian's side must have ended.
What followed was a whip kick from Liu Huaqiao that swept across the ground.
Directly attack Wang Luo's forehead.
Wang Luo slapped his palms on the ground and moved backwards to avoid this fatal blow.
At this time, Liu Huaqiao did not continue the attack. He looked at Wang Luo and said, "If this were on the battlefield, you would be a dead man. At this time of trial, since you are still half-hearted."
Wang Luo smiled and patted the dust on his body: "Thanks for the reminder!"
"You are thinking too much. I just want to tell you that you are dead here."
Wang Luo found it interesting and asked again: "Liu Huaqiao, do we have a grudge?"
"I have no grudges against you, but I have grudges against you and the people of Yang State!" Liu Huaqiao said.
Wang Luo nodded: "That's it."
Liu Huaqiao suddenly opened more than ten steps away from Wang Luo, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
"I would really like to know how many rounds you, a person who has just opened his pulse, can survive under my hands! Also, I particularly want to ask, I don't know, do you know what tapping is?" Liu